Silver Screen (May-Oct 1939)

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that she get to theirs and not that of some rival outfit. Not to begin at the beginning, but on. the day of her return to this country after ten weeks in London making "French : Without Tears" with Ray Milland, with Miss Drew, at the moment, in the studio of one of the smartest women's magazines in New York. Wearing a terrific creation of crepe de something, she reclined on a low platform holding in her hand a glass of ginger ale and acting for all the world as if it were Piper Heidseck, '28. Darting about her and snapping with five different small cameras was Toni Frissel. Miss Frissel is a lady photographer and just about the best in the business. "One, two, three!" she yelled, catching Ellen on the wing as she moved into a pre-arranged pose. As she wound up the camera, more to herself than anyone else, Miss Frissel muttered, "God, but she's beautiful!" And it would be a worn-out old misogynist who would disagree with her. Five feet three-and-one-half inches tall, a neat 110 pounds, a dimple in her chin, blonde-hair-once-brown and sparkling blue eyes, she breathed the radiance of a ten pound hunk of radium. She was obviously as fresh as a daisy — or was she? "I got up at five this morning so I'm a little tired," she said, lighting a cigaret. "I had to because the Niew Amsterdam docked early in Hoboken. London? It was always one of my greatest ambitions. I used to dream about London Bridge when I was mixing chocolate sodas in Hollywood. I know what you're thinking, but please don't call me Cinderella. . . ." But what word other than that over-worked one can be used to describe the goings-on that went to change little Terry Ray, the daughter of a Kansas City barber, into Ellen Drew? The Ellen Drew who could, and did, play opposite Crosby, Colman, Raft and Milland — with more to come? And not a lie-abed Cinderella, either. She left high school in her sophomore year and took a business course, thinking to be better able to help the family, now re-arranged by divorce and in rather straitened circumstances. Circumstances so bad that she was forced to leave the school and get herself a minor job at Marshall Field's, through the Christmas shopping period. \Continued on page 74] Above: Ellen is as athletic as she is glamorous. Right: with Preston Foster and William Henry in Paramount's "Geronimo." Lower right: Chatting with English sailors during her London vacation. Belorv: Ellen made the film, "French Without Tears" in England with Ray Milland. for October 1939